This group of supervisory officials resigned after resting in the palace for two days.
Gu Yuanbai agreed and instructed them to take the prisoner to Dali Temple for sentencing as soon as possible, and ignore the criminal prosecution for a few days before and after the Longevity Festival.
These bandits are coolies. The sturdy men were divided into three groups, and one group stayed in Lizhou to contribute to the people of Lizhou. A group of them traveled long distances to the capital, used to deter and promote national prestige, and also as coolies to reclaim the wasteland in western Beijing. Another batch was shipped to Youzhou, which is very short of these laborers.
After dealing with these trivial matters, the time has arrived at the beginning of September. From April to September, five months have passed.
Time really flies like the blink of an eye. When the grains in the farmland began to ripen and the cotton was about to be picked, Gu Yuanbai decided to move back to the capital from the summer palace.
He moved in late this year, and only came to the Summer Palace in half July. Time passed in a flash, and autumn was gone in a blink of an eye.
Gu Yuanbai knew that the entire capital was busy with the Longevity Festival, and he went back to sit now, so that these people would not be extravagant.
Just do it, the emperor gave an order, and the palace began to be busy, and in a blink of an eye, it was time to leave the summer palace.
The long queue was winding, and the carriage of the saint was guarded in the center layer by layer. Gu Yuanbai bowed deeply to Concubine Wan in front of the palace gate, and said dumbly, "Please take care of your body."
Concubine Wan lived comfortably in the summer palace. She didn't want to go back to the west of Beijing anymore, and she didn't have the body to go back. Concubine Wan had a faint premonition in her heart, she smiled at Gu Yuanbai, took a step forward to hold the emperor's hand, patted it lightly, and Yin Yin urged: "You are the one, always remember to be in a hurry when you eat, everything is necessary. No need to hurry, but to eat and rest."
Gu Yuanbai saluted again, "Yes."
Concubine Wan was still not at ease, "I heard that you spent a total of two hours in the courtroom when you went to the court two days ago. Yuan Bai, don't do this next time. Wouldn't it be the loss of your body? ?"
Gu Yuanbai smiled slightly, "My son understands."
Concubine Wan smiled, her eyes were slightly sour, she blinked away the sourness, and pretended to be okay: "Come on, the officials are waiting for you."
After being urged again and again, Gu Yuanbai turned around and left with Baiguan. He took a few steps, but he couldn't help but look back. Concubine Wan looked serious and was watching the back of his departure.
Gu Yuanbai's footsteps paused, and then he stepped out.
Concubine Wan couldn't help but take two steps forward, then stopped and sighed.
She regarded the emperor as if she was her own, and she never wanted Gu Yuanbai to be so tired every day. The emperor is not in good health. In fact, such a body is most suitable for carefree and rich nourishment.
But as the parent and son of the late emperor, how could he not sit in a high position
Gu Yuanbai also sat very well, even better than the late emperor. If the late emperor knew about it, he would have shouted "My son is amazing". Concubine Wan is a woman and does not understand anything, but she knows that the emperor's majesty is getting bigger and bigger, and she starts to talk about it in the palace.
Her son is approaching the mighty emperor. Even if she didn't want him to be so tired, she had to be proud of him.
Concubine Wan glanced at the corner of her eyes, and in a trance, she felt that Gu Yuanbai was stepping on a splendid river and mountains.
Xue Yuan's injury continued until the beginning of September, and he finally recovered a little. He had been waiting by the carriage from early in the morning, waiting to see Gu Yuanbai.
I don't know how long it took, and the wind was blowing beside him. Gu Yuanbai hurried past him, opened the curtain and got in. After a while, a muffled voice came from inside: "Let's go."
The horse raised its hooves. Xue Yuan was a little lost. He turned his head and glanced into the carriage. Just after a quick glance, the little emperor's eyes seemed to be red.
what happened? Xue Yuan lowered his eyebrows.
The returning convoy did not stop to rest until noon.
Tian Fusheng got into the carriage and gave Gu Yuanbai a meal. Gu Yuanbai had no appetite, but he took a few mouthfuls. He felt full and couldn't eat, so he let him go.
Tian Fusheng walked out of the carriage with a sad face, and followed the surrounding people: "The Holy One is not happy."
"Mo Yue is for Concubine Wan," the guard sighed. "Concubine Wan will stay in Hebei and be away from the capital for several days. You can get there in two days, but the saint's body... If the saint will take a look at Mrs. Wan in the future. Concubine, I'm afraid it will take fifteen days if you come and go."
The guards in front of the royal sighed, why is the saint not hungry? Their stomachs were screaming with hunger.
But let them go to persuade the emperor again? They dare not. The sage can't eat, what is the matter of persuasion and persuasion.
The head guard was worried, but he still followed the way of eating in batches on weekdays and let a group of people go to eat first. He specially remembered Mr. Xue who was still injured: "Master Xue is easy to get hungry, why don't you go to eat first?"
Master Xue's brows and eyes were calm, and he thought how easy it is for me to be hungry, but for the sake of the chief guard's stupidity, he opened his mouth: "Finally eat."
He was obviously in a bad mood, and his tone faintly returned to the badness he had before going to Jinghu Lake. The captain of the guard hurried away, very puzzled.
On the way back and forth, Gu Yuanbai usually gave the soldiers plenty of time to rest and eat.
Not far away, soldiers in twos and threes were eating together. In addition to the food and pickles that were distributed, there was also a cook who was boiling broth. As long as there are enough spices in the broth of this cauldron, the fragrance can travel ten miles. Compared with the imperial imperial meal, although it is not refined, it has enough weight.
Soldiers lined up in batches to wait for the broth with their own bowls and chopsticks. From time to time, someone in front of them could be heard shouting loudly, "Give me the soup with the most meat."
The people behind laughed loudly and scolded: "Everyone remember! He has the most meat in his bowl. Once he finishes eating his own, he will grab the meat in his bowl!"
"Leave him clear soup with little water!"
"Ha ha ha ha."
The aroma of this broth wafted all the way to the carriage. Gu Yuanbai lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the soldiers in the distance. After watching for a while, he also got out of the carriage.
The guards outside waiting for the next group to eat stood up straight, surprised: "Sir?"
Gu Yuanbai rolled up his sleeve robe and raised his chin towards the big pot of rice, "Bring me a bowl of broth."
A guard ran to the broth, Gu Yuanbai looked left and right, found a gentle rock and sat down.
The guards who ran over to make soup went straight to the front, and some soldiers in the queue behind said loudly: "The sage said that the food and silver should be lined up in order, no one can ignore the military regulations, why did you just run over there? ?"
The guard also replied loudly: "Brothers, take care, I want to make some broth for the saint."
The soldiers who had been making noises suddenly stopped talking, for fear of delaying other people's time. The soldier who was in front of him who was making soup hurriedly protected the bowl and blocked the spoon handed over by the cook, and said hurriedly, "Serve it to the sage first. I don't want meat, I can give it to the sage."
"Enough meat," the cook wanted to serve him, but seeing that his head was about to fall off, he didn't force it, and instead asked the guard in front of the royal guard, "Can you bring the tableware and chopsticks from the saint?"
The guard in front was taken aback for a moment, "I forgot."
The cook quickly squatted down and rummaged through the bowls and chopsticks, and after a while, he found a bowl that was completely intact without discoloration and cracks. After washing it in clean water several times, he cautiously poured out a bowl of broth, and put his hands in the hands of the guards.
The guard quickly came to Gu Yuanbai, and the smell of meat followed. Gu Yuanbai looked down and saw that the water in the bowl was clear soup, mixed with ginger slices and peppercorns to remove the fishy smell. Gu Yuanbai tasted it, and it was salty enough. He should have also added a little vinegar to make it more flavorful.
"That's right," Gu Yuanbai said, "Go get a big cake."
The guard was stunned for a moment, then ran over again.
The Han Dynasty also began to have biscuits, which became the main food of the army during the Tang and Song Dynasties. Daheng has cultivated a lot more farmland than before, and the people have more food, and two meals a day have become three meals a day. There is enough food, and the patterns of eating are enriched. Dahengshi's biscuits and steamed buns have matured in technology and have many patterns.
The amount of rice and noodles needed in the army is extremely high, and Gu Yuanbai has to know whether he has put a lot of effort into using it on the soldiers.
The saint sat on the rock, lowered his head and drank the broth lightly in the bowl, his movements were golden swords, and his manners were neat. Xue Yuan glanced at him one after another. Many strong men in the army were too rude to make such a move. Obviously the little emperor is not in good health, but he is very handsome.
The guard brought the flatbread made by the army, Gu Yuanbai put the tableware and chopsticks beside him, tore the flatbread, looked at the color inside, and then picked up a piece and tasted it in his mouth, it was a little hard , it is difficult to swallow.
He tore up another piece of the pie and dipped it in the broth, which made it much easier to eat. Gu Yuanbai tried every means to increase the rations for the military, and to get them enough salt and meat. Fortunately, these things have been strictly reviewed and implemented at the grassroots level.
There was a bit of satisfaction on his face, but he was not hungry, his appetite was full, and he couldn't eat these things. Xue Yuan, who looked at him all the time, said, "Sir, can't you eat it?"
Gu Yuanbai nodded and said, "I'm full."
Xue Yuan: "Give it to the minister."
He came over and picked up the tableware and flatbread by himself, without the slightest discomfort. In front of everyone's eyes, he soaked the pie in the meat pie, the pie sucked up enough water, and as soon as he stretched out his chopsticks, the meat and pie were shoved into his stomach.
The sound of soup gradually faded away. After a while, Xue Yuan finished eating a bowl of broth and flatbread. He didn't change his face, and walked behind the long line with his bowls and chopsticks, ready to have another bowl.
Gu Yuanbai only felt that after he took a few breaths, he ran away. He was silent for a while, then turned to look at the captain of the guard, "You haven't eaten yet?"
The head guard said shyly, "I haven't eaten yet."
Gu Yuanbai raised his chin towards Xue Yuan, and said in a word, "He usually eats like this?"
It's really half the size of the child to eat Lao Tzu. Looking at it this way, when he was hungry at the border, what kind of hunger would it be.
The captain of the guard thought for a while, "Master Xue seems to be extremely hungry. Sometimes, when he sees the saint eating, Master Xue will be so hungry that he will drool."
Gu Yuanbai was thoughtful, no wonder there were always so many times, when he was eating, he could always detect Xue Yuan's eyes that seemed to be on fire.
After lunch, Gu Yuanbai returned to the carriage.
In the afternoon, the wind picked up, the carriage was bumpy, and Gu Yuanbai was upset. When Tian Fusheng delivered dinner, he really wanted to hold up and use some, but his body was not good enough, he had no appetite, and he was a little nauseated.
"Don't eat," Gu Yuanbai said in a muffled voice, "I'll talk about it when I'm hungry."
Tian Fusheng was worried after only a few mouthfuls were taken for the holy lunch and dinner. He got out of the carriage, hesitated for a while, but still found Xue Yuan, "Master Xue, can you make the sage eat a few mouthfuls of rice?"
Xue Yuan laughed, but in fact he was so anxious that he said, "Mr. Tian, this minister doesn't know if it is feasible, but if it is feasible, maybe the minister will have to be beaten again."
Everyone knows that the injuries on Xue Du Yuhou's body are not yet healed. Tian Fusheng thought for a while with a bitter face, gritted his teeth, "If Lord Xue is really punished for this, Xiao and other adults will try their best to intercede for Lord Xue."
Before he finished speaking, Xue Yuan had already snatched the food box from his hand and jumped onto the carriage.
The curtains flew up and down, and before Gu Yuanbai could see who was coming in, Xue Yuan had already approached him.
Seeing his appearance, Xue Yuan's face darkened, he reached out and touched Gu Yuanbai's stomach, frowned and said in a deep voice, "I don't want to eat, is it uncomfortable here?"
Gu Yuanbai felt uncomfortable, he waved Xue Yuan's hand away, raised his eyebrows and said, "Go down."
Xue Yuan smiled and leaned over. He was really tall, and the shadow completely enveloped Gu Yuanbai.
The next moment, Xue Yuan forced Gu Yuanbai into his arms. Struggling to press down, Xue Yuan gave him his back, and his thumb lightly pressed the little emperor's stomach, it was flat and flat, and there was nothing at all.
Gu Yuanbai didn't eat and felt a little tired. He gathered up some strength and kicked Xue Yuan's thigh with a kick, his voice was suppressed, full of anger, "Xue Yuan, do you really want to die?! I let you go down!"
"I'm fine with whatever you say on weekdays, and I can listen to you." Xue Yuan lowered his eyebrows, but his movements were not as meek as his expressions. He clamped Gu Yuanbai's legs under his own and locked them. After the little emperor's hands and feet, he took the food box with one hand, "But it won't work."
The lid of the box was thrown aside, and Xue Yuan moved the meals to the table one by one. He rubbed Gu Yuanbai's stomach, knowing that people don't want to eat when they're in a bad mood, and they can't force it when they don't want to eat.
Gu Yuanbai's anger has not yet been released, but after being rubbed like this, the feeling of nausea subsided, and he was still somewhat comfortable. He was dumbfounded, and finally found a comfortable position, treated Xue Yuan as a human flesh sofa, closed his eyes, and said hoarsely, "A little further up."
Xue Yuan obeyed the order and gently rubbed Gu Yuanbai, but he couldn't control his hand, so he wanted to go up and rub his little conscience.
Does Gu Yuanbai have a conscience? Yes, after all, after he was cool, he still remembered to reward Xue Yuan.
Xue Yuan wanted to serve the king with Israel. The difficulty lies in whether this color can hook you.
If that Taoist talisman could work... Xue Yuan sighed.
He Xue Jiuyao didn't expect to be so stupid.
But at this time, Gu Yuanbai's meal was the most important thing. Xue Yuan focused on rubbing his stomach for a while, and felt that he was almost done. He removed his hands, then bent down and put his ears close to Gu Yuanbai's stomach. After hearing it, yes, he began to growl.
Gu Yuanbai also heard the sound in his stomach, he opened his eyes, but saw Xue Yuan lying on his stomach listening to the sound, and his expression was very fascinated.
Gu Yuanbai's face was slightly grim, "Xue Yuan?"
Xue Yuan put away the expression on his face, straightened up without changing his face, hugged Gu Yuanbai, let him lean on his chest, and brought a bowl of porridge to feed him.
It was said to be porridge, but it was actually as thick as rice. There are carefully crafted meat strips and vegetables in it, each of which is designed to give Gu Yuanbai an appetizer to the greatest extent possible.
Gu Yuanbai reluctantly took a sip, for fear that he would spit it out.
Xue Yuan put his palm on his lips without blinking, "Can I eat it?"
The previous discomfort was much better now, Gu Yuanbai swallowed the porridge and said in a hoarse voice, "Continue."
Xue Yuan was very busy, not only feeding him, but also warming his stomach. Gu Yuanbai rarely stayed in his arms so obediently. After feeding, Xue Yuan was a little reluctant to let go.
Gu Yuanbai used half of the porridge, and after a little something in his stomach, he stopped eating it.
Xue Yuan packed up his things, and after Gu Yuanbai felt better, he became the emperor again. He took out a memorial and read it, and said casually: "Get off."
Xue Yuan rolled out of the carriage, turned around suddenly before leaving, smiled Ruoyouruo, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, the voice of your hungry stomach sounds better than ordinary people."
With a bang, the memorial fell on the wooden door that Xue Yuan closed in time.
Xue Yuan laughed silently a few times, touched the saber at his waist, and jumped out of the carriage with great strides.
The convoy stopped and went, and arrived in the capital eight days later.
Entering the capital, Gu Yuanbai looked all the way, but found helplessly that the main roads in the capital had been decorated with colorful paintings and bright cloth by craftsmen. The scholars gathered by the roadside in twos and threes frowned from time to time in thought, and the verses they recited were exactly the poems to congratulate the saint on his birthday.
Singing and dancing everywhere is a scene of prosperity.
The long motorcade of the Summer Palace stopped in front of the gate of the imperial city. Baiguan stepped out of the carriage, stood beside their carriages, and saluted Gu Yuanbai in unison. Every time Gu Yuanbai said a word, the eunuchs passed it one by one to the rear. After the order to disperse was finally issued, all the officials responded in unison, and they dispersed and returned to the residence one by one.
Chu Wei followed his father and led the carriage away. Before taking a few steps, he heard a familiar voice from the guard soldiers, "Chu Zihu."
Chu Wei turned back, it was his classmate, he smiled, "You are actually here."
The guard soldiers stopped the classmate by the side of the road. After Chu Wei walked out of the place, the classmate walked with him.
The classmate glanced back, opened the folding fan with his backhand, and joked: "Chu Zihu, who was disdainful of the world at the beginning, has also turned around and changed from the champion to a high-ranking official."
Chu Weiyao thought about the past, but he was a little ridiculous. He smiled helplessly and said, "I used to be superficial."
The classmate was surprised, put away the folding fan and looked at him up and down: "Are you really Chu Wei Chu Zihu?"
Chu Wei restrained his expression and said coldly, "What are you trying to do with me?"
The classmate breathed a sigh of relief and murmured, "This is the Chu Zihu I know."
Chu Wei turned around and was about to leave, and his classmates quickly followed. After seeing that his young master was accompanied by friends, the coachman of Chu Mansion took the old man and his wife back to the mansion first.
The roads in the capital were full of people. The craftsmen were doing colorful paintings, and there were people watching the excitement. Occasionally, they ran over to hand over a few bowls of water, and then looked at the colorful paintings with admiration.
After passing by the happy craftsmen, I saw a few readers who were writing poems. These people are talking about today's "Daheng Guobao". At the top of today's "Daheng Guobao", there is an article about local preparations for the birthday of the saint.
"They don't know what they are doing," said a displeased voice from one of the scholars. "Do you want to overwhelm our capital with such a big battle?"
"The Guobao said that in a place in Huainan, the people spontaneously prepared a thousand kongming lanterns," another scholar smiled wryly, "the tyrants heard it and immediately added the remaining nine thousand lanterns, which were exactly 'long live' meaning."
"With Guobao, we know how big the world is," the scholar sighed and cheered up again, "If these places want to steal our limelight, it depends on whether we agree or not."
Chu Wei and his classmates looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. They passed by the scholar, and several children in front were running around with candied haws in their hands. In this situation, the classmates suddenly sighed.
"I'm the superficial," the classmate said in a lonely voice, "The best Daheng is right in front of you, and the best monarch is waiting for me to serve for it, but I'm blind, only to be given by the instability within Daheng. fascinated."
The classmate smiled bitterly, "The big trouble I'm worried about has been solved by the court even before I still know it clearly."
Chu Wei pursed his lips and smiled.
During the busy days and months before, he naturally knew how much the court had done, but his classmate was not an official, so he was naturally confused. He glanced around and looked at the stable life of the common people, with a lot of emotion in his heart. At this moment, the classmate spoke.
"I want to be an official too."
He speaks eloquently.